Hungry, gaping … the grave awaits ready to devour, digest and delete With a cadence – distorted and defiant worms march to a perverted beat penetrating my flesh, drilling bones The grave awaits … an illusion Like a magician’s hand it deludes Flowers are laid by dear ones But the decay persists, stench hidden The wreaths – a facade to foulness The grave awaits … an appointment I must be there… For the penalty of sin is death Upon the flesh the feast continues Dust animated, to dust I return The grave awaits … a prelude to life – to sentience – to eternity God’s gift of life everlasting I receive, the crucified Lord Christ the resurrected and ever living Christ A defeated foe … the grave awaits Lord Jesus’ blood powerful and precious A sweetsmelling savour unto God cleanses and conquers… Born again – I live again! Hallelujah!
“And as it is appointed unto men once to die, but after this the judgment”.
Hebrews 9:27
“And walk in love, as Christ also hath loved us, and hath given Himself for us an offering and a sacrifice to God for a sweetsmelling savour.”
Ephesians 5:2
“Jesus answered and said unto him, Verily, verily, I say unto thee, Except a man be born again, he cannot see the kingdom of God.”
John 3:3